Adolescent Male.

With each tread of his hooves his branched horns swerved backwards, his mouth edged upwards, his lips parted and he let out a bellowing cry. He commanded attention from them with every mark he made in the mud. But the females remained silent, their backs turned and their bodies laid firmly on the ground.

I think 99% is perfect for inspiration and imagination. Dreams and clouds are often the source of wonderful ideas. It is also linked, I think, to the way we preserve a part of our children souls (I do not know if it is the correct expression in English). This is, in my opinion, how we can manage to see, shoot, paint, draw or write magic in the world. Thank you for a little piece of yours, I love it.

Thank you, I love the English language, I find it melodiously punchy and efficient. I love speaking it but I sadly do not have enough chances of doing so. I have been wanting to live in the UK for years now, but never could. Yet, at least. I apologize in advance though for the awkward mistakes I can make.
Regarding children imagination, I find it sad that most scholar systems suffocate it with the imposition of a narrow point of view and a “right way” of doing things. Children are genius sponges, that can create and learn an incredible amount of things. Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and use the imagination of myself as a child. Where is my damn time machine??

Frustrated children can make unsatisfied adults, and unsatisfied adults can frustrate children. Bad circle really.

I had a long talk once with an american friend, and she said the same thing about the French language. I guess that we are each attracted to the other language for what it brings us that our own doesn’t?

I think 99% is perfect for inspiration and imagination. Dreams and clouds are often the source of wonderful ideas. It is also linked, I think, to the way we preserve a part of our children souls (I do not know if it is the correct expression in English). This is, in my opinion, how we can manage to see, shoot, paint, draw or write magic in the world. Thank you for a little piece of yours, I love it.

Thank you, I love the English language, I find it melodiously punchy and efficient. I love speaking it but I sadly do not have enough chances of doing so. I have been wanting to live in the UK for years now, but never could. Yet, at least. I apologize in advance though for the awkward mistakes I can make.
Regarding children imagination, I find it sad that most scholar systems suffocate it with the imposition of a narrow point of view and a “right way” of doing things. Children are genius sponges, that can create and learn an incredible amount of things. Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and use the imagination of myself as a child. Where is my damn time machine??

Frustrated children can make unsatisfied adults, and unsatisfied adults can frustrate children. Bad circle really.

I had a long talk once with an american friend, and she said the same thing about the French language. I guess that we are each attracted to the other language for what it brings us that our own doesn’t?